i wrote two poems last night, one about burning the candle at both ends again. this is a common theme in my poetry when i take a turn to living on the knife's edge so to speak. i'm restless in a sense. i know what i want to do but i don't have the means to do that and every time i think i'm taking a positive step in the right direction i end up getting punched in the dick again. i believe most people just call this life. i never cared for being like most people.
here are your links for this day of Black History month:
the Dayton Flyers won last night at VCU, 62-58. considering the injuries and foul trouble Dayton had last night, this was very unexpected, but needed. Dayton plays at home on Friday against Saint Louis.
the New York Knicks won last night at Orlando, 102-98.
here are your NBA highlights from last night:
i did watch a little of LeBron James becoming the NBA all-time leading scorer last night.
NXT was pretty good last night.
both episodes of MLW last night were pretty good.
enjoy some music:
and now some of this and that:
on the DVR tonight will be AEW Dynamite and Name That Tune.
so, i did get the grocery shopping done before the Manchester United game started today. for the first 60 minutes of the game, i wish i would have been stuck at Kroger still waiting in line. thankfully, Rashford and Sancho scored to get a 2-2 draw against Leeds. i'm still pissy they dropped 2 points when they had the chance to draw even with Manchester City on points in second place. oh well.
i guess we're supposed to have some crazy fucking wind here starting tonight into tomorrow. like gusts to 50 to 60 MPH. so, i have no clue when i will be on here tomorrow.
the New York Rangers play at home tonight against Vancouver.
i do have some NBA and NHL bets tonight, as well as a college basketball parlay. hopefully they go better than my Manchester United bet today.
ok, that's all for me today.
until tomorrow kids...
fight the power.
fuck racism.
fuck hatred.
fuck war.
fuck the police.
black lives matter.
stay healthy.
wash your fucking hands.
stay off the fucking streets.
get the fucking shot.
Estoy cansado de tener dolor
be well. be creative. be cool. be quick to send me CASH, panties, hate mail, love letters, broken promises and dirty pennies from heaven.
peace and chicken grease...
music:
Sean Kuti and Black Thought - Bad Man Lighter
Jembaa Groove - Bassa Bassa
Macy Gray - I Try
Slaid Cleaves - Second Hand
St. Paul and the Broken Bones - Sea Star
"If you're doing black music, you should have a core understanding of where that comes from, and the fundamentals - so you're not some bozo thinking you're doing something new." - Anderson Paak
and your whatever the fuck i wanted you to see video of the day:
so, they called this morning to see if my mother and i could come earlier to get our second vaccine shots. so, a little after noon, we went to Rite Aid to get the second shot. like the first one, i didn't feel anything. i've been drinking plenty of fluids since i got the second shot. i have heard plenty of horror stories from people about the second one. i'm betting i wake up tomorrow and feel fine. i did find some baseball cards at Rite Aid today. i got 2 Fairfield boxes. i think they had around $20 worth of cards in them. i also went through the Leaf cards i got a few months ago to see what the prices are on them. imagine my surprise when i had a few worth over $20 now. that made me happy.
the poet of the day for this day of National Poetry Month is G. Emil Reutter.
